"Put the lantern here," Scott said, "and sit down."
But all Jassy was aware of was that he was looking directly at her. She could feel the color rising in her cheeks, and the side of her face, where Scott was gazing at her, was growing hot. She continued to stare sightlessly at the lantern, afraid to meet his penetrating dark eyes. Dimly, Dirk's warning came surging back into her mind, and for a moment the nervous blonde wished that she had obeyed him. After all, there was no one else in the mine today, so she was really alone with this handsome young man she hardly knew. What was she letting herself in for? Perhaps Dirk was right to tell her never to let herself get in a position like this with a man as experienced as Scott Thorpe.
"Dark down here," Scott said.
Jassy jumped slightly, startled by his voice. His hand was still moving provocatively at her waist.
"What?" she asked nervously.
"Where has your mind been?" he increased the pressure of his arm around her.
"Oh… just thinking… really…"
"Well, come on then. Let's sit down on the tarp and we can both think about nothing."
Jassy laughed in spite or herself. She was beginning to feel a little better. After all, wasn't this what she'd always wanted, what she'd always dreamed about? She was being foolish to be so silly and nervous, like a little kid. Sitting, she could feel the hard stone beneath her ass cheeks through the light, cotton dress she wore, and the gallery wall was hard but not, uncomfortable as she leaned back against it. Immediately Scott's arm went around her shoulders and he pulled the surprised young girl toward him with a strong motion that took her breath away.
"Oh…" she gasped. But at that moment, his face was nearing hers and before the young blonde could protest, his warm full lips found hers and his tongue darted in between them to search out her tongue and teeth. Jassy felt as if she had been jolted by a thousand volts of electricity. Little ripples of desire coursed through her body and she found herself unable, even unwilling, to resist him. She began to kiss him back, timidly at first, then with greater ardor.
The naive miner's daughter had been kissed before, by some of the local boys, but never by a real man like this! Scott's hotly moving tongue in her mouth sent violent chills of excitement surging through her trembling young body. Her mind was a whirling maze of romantic, love and a very real desire. She had never dared to dream that anything in life could be this wonderful and that she, Jassy Newquay would be in the arms of a man as handsome and rich as Scott Thorpe. It was completely beyond anything she had ever known before in her young life in Beaulea.
Dimly she was aware of his boldly exploring hands; one still encircling her shoulder, the other clasping her around the waist. They began to move towards her tits from different directions, sliding sensually over her unresisting body until he was actually touching them! The feel of his hands on her sensuously throbbing titties jolted the romantic girl back into reality, and she began to resist, murmuring protests and struggling weakly to pry his handy away, but there was no stopping the determined man.
"Scott, no, we shouldn't," she whispered, writhing away from him, but he pressed her back against the wall and began to caress the soft billowing mounds of her tits with hungry hands. Despite her anxiety, the touch of his hands on her tits, even through the dress and bra, made the blonde tingle with pleasure. An incredibly warm feeling of desire emanated from the huge mounds to every part of her helpless young body.
"Oh… Scott… Scott… Scott…" she murmured as waves of pleasure overrode her feeble resistance with relentless force. Before Jassy knew what was happening, Scott's hands were running all over her body with growing urgency, stroking and massaging the pliant softness of her tits, the roundness of her hips and her thighs. A tide of passion seemed to overwhelm the girl, driving all reason from her less experienced mind.
Scott's fingers began to work at the hem of the blonde's dress, pulling it up until he could grasp and caress the softly covering nylon of her panties.
Jassy moaned quietly under his persistent touch, knowing that she should stop him, yet powerless to do so. His hands were moving up, up just as they had in her bedroom fantasy, until they found the tight elastic of her panty leg-band and gently, but insistently, he pushed it aside, so that his middle finger could insinuate itself within the heated area of her sparsely hair-covered pussy mound.
Jassy wiggled helplessly under the aroused man's touch, unable to resist the demands of her yearning young body. Slowly Scott tugged at the brief panties, exultant in the knowledge that this blonde beauty was surrendering to his eager seduction. His prick, stiff with aching lust, pulsated wildly inside the tight confines of his trousers. He wanted desperately to release it so that he could fuck her and have relief from this sweet torture, but he was afraid of frightening the naive girl by moving too quickly. No, things were going too well for him to take a chance on going too fast with the naive miner's daughter. A trickle of perspiration ran down the side of his neck as he distracted Jassy with a series of passionate kisses. Meanwhile, he deftly eased her flimsy white panties down further, until finally, they were all the way off.
"Scott… Scott, no, we've got to stop, now," Jassy whispered anxiously as she realized her panties had been removed. "Please!"
But the lust-driven man had no intention of stopping now. He was too close to the victory he'd been thinking about from the minute he'd arrived in Beaulea. He moved away from her a bit, and then knelt up over her, leaning in toward the partially naked girl. Hungrily his eyes took in the golden "vee" of her naked young pussy. Jassy was shivering in both fear and desire as Thorpe continued to regard the most intimate part of her body. No one had ever looked at her pussy before, ever, except in her dream world, and the shocking reality of it made the bewildered Jassy want to scramble away from this stranger and run home. Dirk was probably furious at that very moment, for by now surely he knew she had gone off with Scott regardless of his advice. For the first time, she truly regretted what she'd done, for what had seemed so simple before, now became frighteningly complicated.
"Scott… you mustn't," she pleaded, her eyes growing round with fear. But he hushed her as though he were talking to a baby, his voice soft and persuasive.
"You're so beautiful, such a beautiful cunt! Let me look at you! Oh please, you're so beautiful." His soothing words seemed to calm the anxious girl and carefully Scott placed his palms flat against the inside of her whitely trembling thighs, his thumbs resting on the soft, fleshy lips of her virginal pussy. Then he drew the hair-fringed lips slowly apart, with a torturing outward movement of his thumbs until the entire moist, pink crevice of her cunt was at the mercy of his gaze.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh," Jassy moaned as a ripple of helpless desire sizzled in her loins.
Scott watched the pulsating pussy flesh greedily for a moment and then, with a groan of lust that seemed to echo through the gallery, he suddenly dropped his head and buried the full length of his long slippery tongue into the warm, throbbing walls of her juicy young cunt.
Jassy jerked back in surprise, a soul-searing moan escaping her lips as she ground her nakedly exposed ass down into the cool tarp beneath her, trying to escape the maddening assault on her pussy. This was something she had never even heard of! But it was shockingly reaclass="underline" her cunt was really being licked by the famous son of Randall Thorpe!
"No! Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh! Nooooooooooooo," she whimpered beneath his depraved attack. Quickly her hands reached down to grasp his dark hair, and she began to push and pull at it in an attempt to remove the wet presence of Scott's tongue from her naked pussy flesh. But it was no use, for the agile tongue kept working insistently at the young girl's defenselessly spread cunt, working its way in and out of the hotly spasming hole and slipping back and forth over her youthful throbbing clit.